Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 486

[Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh sadly ecstasy palm]

Yang Guo also had an odd look on his face, thinking that Brother Diao had such a tragic past.

“Then who will win and who will lose?” Yang Guo suddenly asked, but he already knew the answer in his heart. Since Senior Dugu stayed like that in Jianzhong, it proves that he has never lost in his life.

For some reason, Dugu Qiufeng was a god-like existence in Yang Guo’s heart, and he could not accept that there was any stain on God.

Hearing Yang Guo’s question, Ah Qing suddenly looked embarrassed: “I was a little bit taller than him, but with that big eagle around, he’s a little bit taller

than me.” A

rare smile appeared on Yang Guo’s face: “Don’t you still have sheep?” “Humph!” A Qing wrinkled Qiong’s nose, “It’s just because I have to take care of the sheep

that

I am a little bit lower than them.”

With the smile on Yang Guo’s face, Ah Qing suddenly became angry: “I thought it was pitiful for you to have a broken arm, but who would have thought that you would laugh at me, and it is not a good thing to hold this sword.

” With his feet, Ah Qing suddenly fell into a violent mode, wielding the green bamboo stick, and stabbed Yang Guo with a piercing sword energy.

Yang Guo’s expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his sword in front of him.

Originally, the Qinggong of the ancient tomb sect was the best in the world, but after Yang Guo changed his training to the epee, he had given up the path of the sword. After all, he had the epee in hand, and his defense was almost invincible. As soon as the attacking weapon is greeted, the opponent often has only temporary changes.

It’s a pity that Yang Guo is facing a pervert who can release the innate sword energy indefinitely. He is worried that the passive hard blocking will cause damage to the black iron sword, so he has to swing the black iron sword to actively attack the sword energy.

After all, the black iron sword was too heavy. After Yang Guo blocked dozens of moves, he felt that his arms gradually became numb, and his moves began to become obscure. Later, he finally gave up swinging the black iron sword and held the black iron sword directly in front of him. To the sword body, hard-wired the endless innate sword energy.

It didn’t take long for Yang Min to feel a tremor from the body of the Xuan Tie sword. He knew in his heart that he had been receiving the indiscriminate bombardment of the innate sword energy, and the Xuan Tie Jian had already been injured. I’m afraid it won’t last.

Today’s Yang Guo has no relatives, except for the divine carving, he has the

deepest affection for this sword of black iron (this chapter is not finished, please turn the page), who would like to see its damage and damage, and was about to admit defeat, but a feeling rose in his heart. Depressed atmosphere.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong and his wife not only had the hatred of killing their father, but also the hatred of breaking their arms.

It’s a pity that the two of them are not only strong in martial arts, but also have a lot of responses in the rivers and lakes. If they can’t be elected as the Golden Snake King this time,

how can they seek revenge for their husband and wife when they are alone?

And my aunt… If she can be elected as the Golden Snake King, she will definitely hear the news and will definitely come to me…

Thinking of the little dragon girl, Yang Guo was suddenly saddened, and a sense of parting gradually came to his heart.

The faces of the heroes in the arena changed, because they simultaneously felt the change of Qi from the arena. With Yang Guo as the center, a desolate and desolate aura spread out and quickly filled the audience.

“This feeling…” Song Qingshu’s expression changed. With his cultivation, he naturally felt a destructive aura gradually rising. He couldn’t help being shocked, “Ah Qing, be careful!”

Yang Guo raised his hand almost at the same time. When he got up, the blue sword energy in the sky in front of him shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a click, the green bamboo stick shattered into powder without any accident, Ah Qing spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew towards the bottom of the ring like a kite with a broken string.

“A-Qing is actually defeated?”

“What kind of martial arts is Yang Guo?”

“If that destructive move hit me just now, wouldn’t I have been shattered to pieces?”

…

The thoughts of the masters under the arena flashed away, and suddenly they were surprised to find that A Qing turned over and stood on the edge of the arena tremblingly, and did not fall.

“What’s your name?” Ah Qing wiped the blood from her mouth and looked at Yang Guo in surprise.

“Sadly **, it’s just for goodbye~” For some reason, Jiang Yan’s “Bie Fu” suddenly appeared in Yang Guo’s mind, and he blurted out, “Let’s call it sad ** palm.”

“Depressed ** palm .

Why such a weird name?” With Ah Qing’s carefree nature, she naturally couldn’t understand the sadness hidden in these words, “Okay, I have a trick here, you can try it out.”

Ah Qing’s hands The

green bamboo stick has been destroyed, and she did

(this chapter is not finished, please turn the page), and she opened her hands directly, and as she rose from the side of her legs to the top of her head, a cyan sword suddenly spread out in the surrounding air, floating like an unfolded fan. On top of Ah Qing’s head, a sword qi gradually closed, and finally turned into a cyan giant sword.

Ah Qing made a downward slashing gesture, and the cyan giant sword whistled and slashed towards Yang Guo.

Yang Guo has also been gaining momentum, and upon seeing this, he slammed the giant sword with a solemn expression.

The dark gray fist and the cyan giant sword collided, and a huge roar suddenly sounded.

“Huh?” A Qing let out a small murmur, and with a wave of the other hand, another sword qi supplemented it, and the cyan giant sword immediately became a bit brighter.

Cold sweat oozed out from Yang Guo’s temples. He just realized that he was stunned, and he was not very skilled in using it. It was quite difficult to deal with the giant sword, not to mention that Ah Qing was still constantly replenishing the sword energy.

He knew that he had lost, but at this moment, he couldn’t say the word admit defeat.

Losing his father and mother when he was young, Yang Guo’s character has become extremely extreme after years of ups and downs.

You must know that when he was young, he was almost beaten to death by Dawu and Xiaowu, and he didn’t want to say a word of convincing. Now that his martial arts are a hundred times better than before, UU’s reading www.sonicmtl.com is even more arrogant. Unwilling to admit defeat.

Realizing that Yang Guo’s palm strength seemed to be a bit stronger, Ah Qing didn’t know that he was already at the end of the shot, and thought that the opponent was preparing to counterattack, Ah Qing was anxious, and suddenly stopped keeping it, urging the whole body to chop off Yang Guo’s body.

puff!

Yang Guo spat out a mouthful of blood, and could no longer support it. The fist in mid-air lost its support, and was immediately split in two by the cyan giant sword, slashing down like a broken bamboo.

Looking at the giant sword that was getting bigger and bigger in front of him, Yang Guo closed his eyes subconsciously and sighed in his heart: Farewell, Auntie…

Ah Qing realized that Yang Guo couldn’t support it anymore, but it was a pity that she just hit her on the head, then One move was not reserved in the slightest, and now it was too late to change his move, so he could only watch the cyan giant sword slash at Yang Guo.

Imagining the tragic situation that was about to come, Ah Qing subconsciously closed his eyes.

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